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Finally! AMiRite?
Not that things didn't happen exactly when they were supposed to - I get all that and don't want to seem unclear about how life's meandering meanings are built from within.
And it's been one surreal year.
AMiRite?
So it is with the untethered zest of someone who should watch out for all the overtalking they did in this recording that I welcome you to hear from the only person I know on this planet willing to call me her friend.
As allies go, this one's a rising sun.
AMiRite?
TensHUnsRye.ziNg
All right, awl right, all write.
Hello universe!
How are we doing?
Booyah.
It must be the weather.
I all but forget about October's grandeur, its spectacle of transitions through the pallette of Earth tones we're all treated to once a year...
Like right now. Again.
Booyah.
In celebration of starting a new half-millenium here at It's All My Fault, I'm going to go find a pair of old Levi's 501 jeans that, even though I still love enough to wear, should have been turned into shorts a long time ago.
Because 85 degrees on October 5 is about as good as life gets!
Boo.
TensHUnsRye.ziNg
I must admit the persistence of my absence was a bit disconcerting ...toward the end.
For I was convinced that a recording would emerge as the "by default" choice to rise to the lofty perch of episode 500 of this project I've dubbed It's All My Fault. At least mostly convinced... mostly.
At least a helluva lot longer than I would have guessed.
That my faith paid off here helps explain all my failed attempts at forcing episode 500. Waaay too much to get into now, but don't worry... do not you worry... worrynotyoudo.... k?
Because, as it turns out, it was going to take as long as it took to arrive at this point of the simulation.
Can't rush destiny amirite? Fukcyesiam.
So so so much more to say, but I'll save it for episode 501 while avoiding the onslaught of Levi's puns my brain keeps cycling through.
As always, I appreciate you all.
But in this one, I have an extra scoop of appreciation for:
My one and only little sister.
TensHUnsRye.ziNg
Chop suey again? Is this really the new routine?
Don't you?
TensHUnsRye.ziNg
Hello universe.
I hope this finds you well. In fact I hope this finds you exuberant about the upside of manifesting into the human experience.
I feel like I should let you know that before we get too far into things and I start sleeping with your sister.
Ya know?
TensHUnsRye.ziNg
I'm still so spent from my birthday fortnight, not to mention the 6-pack that just ended yesterday... wow what a life I'm having.
Anyhow, given how blown away living in the moment has been, I hope you can forgive me for not being composed enough to attach something useful here. What else is new?
As always, you have much better things to be doing with your life than listening to me.
Right?
TensHUnsRye.ziNg
This one felt a lot like the lull before the episode 500 storm.
Just call me Edmonton - not quite up to the challenge but more than willing to make it look closer than it really was.
Or... or call me Florida.
No wait.
Never call me Florida.
Please.
Edmonton sure.
But Florida?
TensHUnsRye.ziNg
Blah blah blah.
Enough already about the comic book universe am I write Wolvie?
Yeah you are.
A little framing to help make that stupidity sensible wouldn't be the worst thing you've done lately so... let's just say if that's what you're up to here, we might just have to give it a listen.
Or not.
TenHUnsRye.ziNg
Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Emily!
Tis the day ye came to life herea all those years back in history!
If I wered to take this one more verse I'd for surely say.
That this day is one I hope meets all your dreams in every way.
TensHUnsRye.ziNg
Alright alright right on.
I agree.
After all the time I took away from corporate american life, I owe you the story of what roped me back in.
TensHUnsRye.ziNg
From the publisher's feed
Hello universe!
As always, my greatest hope in this lifetime is to somehow, some way, get the chance to see you performing at your absolute best.
That day may not be today... I get…
Plainly stated it's become a flustercuck. One that's emerging right now in full cluster. The worst part is that I saw it happening in real time and did nothing to stop it. The blame falls directly on me.
And quite fairly.
For most of my existence I ignored the signs of collapse as they begged to be seen. I pretended the chicanery running rampant across reality would somehow fix itself without intervention.
I watched as truth become maleable, destroying facts in the process. Personal integrity was now a sign of weakness. Reach across the aisle? For what? Only losers compromise.
Winners take all.
Societal accountability? Never heard of it.
I'm clearly at fault for letting things deteriorate the way they did through my decisive inaction. Agree on that we do. However, all of us are now permitting the beat down 21st century life has become.
We aren't winning. Not even a little bit.
We're all bruised. We're all bewildered. We're all rudderless. We're all living as diminished versions of the true selves we arrived here to become. We all know this isn't how it's supposed to be.
Are we ufulfilled fundamentally?
Yep. Sure thing. In fact absolutely positively.
But not broken.
Because never, will I ever, come to a point where I lose my faith in you.
What we are capable of accomplishing by working alongside each other is mind-blowing. Our creative potential knows no limits in this universe! None.
In fact today, together, let's embrace our best selves and bask in the fulfillment that inspires. My humanity is ready to ascend.
I hope yours is too!